If she was still alive and filled with hatred, she might strike back just like that stupid woman called Jennifer Baldie.
Their lives ain't worth a dime.
If his wife and kids were to face more risks because of such worthless lives, then it truly ain't worth it at all.
Only the dead are the safest.
Dead people are the most reliable.
"What are you thinking about?" Rosalynn snapped her fingers next to Wayne.
Wayne came back to his senses, "I was thinking about what to wear for Ivy's school opening ceremony the day after tomorrow."
"Why are you fussing over this?" Rosalynn's hand was on his back, she yawned, "I'm so tired, I'm going to bed!"
"Alright." Wayne replied.
He and Rosalynn went back to their bedroom on the third floor.
At this moment, late at night.
The talk on the Internet began to spread like wildfire.
After Erica left, Jeannie was troubled at the monastery gate for a while.
Not until the monks called the police did she put on her shoes and run away.
She didn't carry much money on her in the first place.
After making a big fuss, she didn't know where she dropped the money in her purse.
She had to walk a long way to find a dirt cheap motel.
After making such a scene at the monastery gate, she was beat.
She took a shower in the public bathroom, then lay down on the bed to rest for a while.
When she woke up around 11 PM, she was starving.
It seemed like someone was selling burgers outside, it smelled delicious.
She glanced at the few dimes in her wallet, even more upset. She had spent so much money on these two trips to the monastery.
But even if she was upset, she still had eat. So she got up, and walked out.
"That woman is so despicable, her daughter killed a child and she can still act so righteous!"
"Because she's crazy, she won't be punished, and that's why she's fearless!"
"I really hope a lightning bolt could strike this shameless woman dead!"
"Ah, it's so infuriating, how dare she go make a scene at the victim's doorstep again! Those poor monks looked so pitiful, they were almost in tears, but they have to put up with this crazy woman's curses!"
As Jeannie listened, she felt more and more uneasy.
The budget hotel was cheap, but it was crowded.
Those who weren't asleep at this moment were all sitting in the lobby, chatting.
When Jeannie came down from upstairs, someone noticed her immediately.
"Oh my God!" The person exclaimed, "Isn't this the shameless madwoman from the video?"
Everyone's gaze shifted to her.
Jeannie was shaking all over.
"What madwoman, you got the wrong person!" She said, turned around and ran upstairs.
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